So this was my kids' first week at the Real Life Farm -- a day camp nearby our house. My daughter has attended for the past 2 years and loved it, but it's the first year for our 3-year-old. The younger ones (5 and under) stay in the preschool for most of the day, and only visit the farm for a couple of hours. The "big kids" stay all day at the farm. This is A's first year as a big kid; she is so excited! She has already tried archery, gone horseback riding without assistance, been a crafting queen, and gone fishing for crawfish in the pond. Yesterday, she came home happy as a clam, but covered in mud after falling into the pond.
However, I like to work with not against the teachers, so on Thursday morning before Ryan left for the Farm I had a short discussion with him about being quiet during nap time; Ryan looked slightly confused at the time, but agreed with me, and said he would be good.
After Daddy dropped the kids off, he gave me a call. It turns out there are two Ryans in our little boy's class. We have a case of mistaken identity! Poor guy! He got a "momma talk" because of the other Ryan's bad behavior!